Siril (hiril_alassea)
Gender: 2
Race: Man
Height: 5'7
Age: 14
Family: none
Animals: Orophin, male hawk
Weapons: none
Personality: Siril,((as some put it)) has an attitude problem. She is rude, mean, and relentless. She gives (and recieves, usually) no mercy. Although, when finding a handsome male, she will often become flirtatious, although she never knew real love and therefore does not know how to love properly.
Appearance: ((yeah, she's jessica alba, get over it.)) Fully developed; black hair about waist length, black eyes; full, deep lips; slightly tanned skin; usually wears a pale blue work dress with a cloak that is too big for her and boots
History:
She woke up one morning at the age of five on the ground in a forest, with no memory, no family, no life, but with the knowledge and intelligence of a five year old. She lived off of stolen goods, and eventually got enough gold((or whatever)) to start a new life at the age of thirteen. She does the occasional theft, but very rarely as time goes on. She befriended Orophin, and he has been her only companion.